I covered my ears delicately, feeling the dried blood cover various cuts. Screams erupted to the right of me, while I decided to get completely lost in my thoughts. It'd be my turn before I could comprehend it, might as well enjoy being the last one.

Before I could get too deep into any of my thoughts, a hand grabbed me and pulled me forward harshly. The door opened and closed, a thud echoing in the cell. A new one had arrived, with new hopes and dreams to escape.

Words picked at everything about me. Things I didn't even know could be insecurities, raised to the surface to claim a bit of me. I went with it, fighting was far too tiring. I sunk deeper than I had before, an endless ocean of words caked in blood and malice.

The physical pain was there, as well. Pins and needles, almost. Poking and prodding everywhere they could, even over healing scabs and dried blood. A minute can feel so long when there's nothing to do but suffer. Every thought that entered my rundown mind was kicked out by the pins and needles, and thrown into the endless abyss.

It was long, but routine is routine. The new one struggled and screamed, but I took the advice of the people who'd been here the longest. Every new person brings hope, but then a new one comes and you lose all faith in the one before them. It's a cycle, better to break it off before it even starts.

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I have no explanation.

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